Datang broom star

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The little official went back and returned to his life.

"Mingfu, those two have been imprisoned."

Liu Dongqing nodded, "Turn back and deal with it."

"Liu Ming Mansion."

When Wang She came, he said with a sullen face, "Those two foreigners must be punished severely."

These words smacked of domineering, the key is that Liu Dongqing felt that he had become Wang's subordinate, so he said displeasedly: "This old man will deal with it."

Wang She looked up at him, "The old man's nephew is dead."

Liu Dongqing's eyes were slightly cold, "There are rules."

Wang She suddenly laughed, "That's a hermit. What are the rules? Hermits are my livestock. When will the rules be in charge of us and other big families? The rules of Liu Ming's mansion? Or the rules of the Tang Dynasty?"

Liu Dongqing's face was ashen, Wang She stood up, "I still have to go to Cui's."

The base camp of Qinghe Cui is here.

Liu Dongqing's back softened, "I will deal with it strictly when I turn back."

He can't afford to offend Cui Shi... Once Cui Shi launches his network, he, a little county magistrate, will become cannon fodder in an instant.

You cheap dog slave, if you don't beat me, you won't listen!

Wang She said aggressively: "Mr. Zhao will be handed over to Mr. Wang."

Liu Dongqing nodded silently.

When Wang She went out, Liu Dongqing said: "Those two foreigners are very good at fighting, if they insist on this matter, Wang will be in trouble."

He will also be in trouble.

Wang She said proudly: "In Qinghe, I am waiting for the sky. Tell those two foreigners that this is Qinghe Cui's business. The smart ones will naturally keep quiet, and the unintelligent ones...my family has its own ideas."

Liu Dongqing stared blankly at the void, and sighed for a long time, "What have you learned?"

Outside the city, dozens of riders are verifying their identities.

"Where did it come from?"

The sergeant guarding the gate was also very arrogant.

As someone said, show Qinghe Cui the gate, and the children in the family will feel a little extravagant.

The guard in charge of negotiation said, "He's from Chang'an."

The sergeant stretched out his hand, "Pass."

The pass is the proof of travel.

The guard took out a document.

The sergeant's face changed drastically, "Dare to ask..."

The guard said indifferently: "Mr. Zhao is here to do business in Beizhou."

The sergeant raised his eyes and saw Jia Ping'an and a young man standing behind, pointing at the county seat.

"This is Qinghe County. The so-called Qinghe Cui originated here. Next door is Boling and Boling Cui. With the Li family of Zhao County and the Lu family of Fanyang, Hebei Road can be called the old den of the nobles."

"Uncle, then we are here to poke a hornet's nest."

"Yes!"

Jia Ping'an was a little excited.

"I have seen the Duke."

The sergeant guarding the gate saluted solemnly.

"Hard."

Jia Pingan rode his horse into the city.

"Guo Gong and Bao Dong were captured by Qinghe County."

The Baiqi people went to inquire about the news.

"The two of them went to the village to investigate the news of Feng Wuzhi's death. They happened to be met by someone from Mrs. Wang. Mrs. Zhao, Feng Wu's wife, had a knife in her pocket and stabbed Mrs. Wang's steward to death. The hero slave of the family killed the Zhao family, and then went to the county to report the crime, but was locked in."

"Have you found a place to live?"

Jia Pingan is not in a hurry to do this.

"Found it."

……

Qinghe Cui is so famous that Cui Jing, the patriarch of this generation, usually does not go out when he has nothing to do.

The days at home are also quite carefree, reading, wandering around in Zhuangzi when there is nothing to do.As long as he is willing, he can go to Qinghe, and even Hebei Road at any time.

The pass house restricts the travel of ordinary people. With Cui Jing's status, he said that if he goes to Boling in the afternoon, the pass house will be done in half an hour at most.

When their identities reached a certain level, they simply couldn't understand the troubles of ordinary people.

"Aron."

Cui Jing is walking in the woods at home, holding a volume of books in his hand, which is a collection of poems from the Wei and Jin Dynasties.

Celebrities in the Wei and Jin Dynasties were fond of empty talk, and their poems all carried a sense of being out of the world.

"What's the matter?"

Cui Jing turned around, his eyes were peaceful.

The servant said, "Jia Ping'an came to Qinghe County half an hour ago."

Cui Jing said indifferently: "What is this enemy of the gentry coming to Qinghe for? Forget it, you don't even know."

The servant bowed his head.

"Brother!"

Someone came outside, Cui Jing smiled and said, "Why did Wulang come back from Chang'an?"